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Locked In	By : goldhorse Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 117470 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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“Merlin this is better.”

Hermione sighed and snuggled underneath the covers of the new bed. It was fluffy and surprisingly warm with flannel sheets and a comfy duvet. If she weren’t so wound up, she’d drop off to sleep immediately. But she couldn’t bear to, not when a naked Draco Malfoy was stalking over to the bed with his eyes locked onto hers.

Draco wanted more. He thought his lapse of judgment in the tub was a one off but she kept looking at him like that and he couldn’t help himself. They had washed each other’s hair because the tub wasn’t big enough to do it alone. Her fingers on his scalp were heaven. Her hair, while riotously curly, wasn’t the brittle mess he thought it would be. It was soft and silky and he just wanted to wrap it around his dick and wank with it, not that he’d ever admit that.

It had taken every ounce of self-control he possessed to finish bathing and rinse off. He’d even managed to calm himself enough to dry Granger’s hair and put it in a long braid that reached the crack of her arse. They’d both brushed their teeth in the nude, realizing that the room was much warmer than before. It was pointless to put clothes on if he was just going to rip them off of her again in a few moments.

Hermione knew what was coming when they finished bathing. Malfoy had sported a massive erection the entire time they’d gotten ready for bed. She couldn’t deny the fact that she wanted it as well. How strange it was that he could bring out that passion in her. She didn’t know if it was because he had saved her or challenged her throughout school or put up with her in the room with such patience, but they were good together. There was no denying that.

“So Granger,” Draco purred as he crawled under the covers with her. “Ready to break in the bed?”

She couldn’t speak, raw desire robbing her of the ability. Instead, she gave him a nod and spread her legs, hoping he would get the point. She didn’t have to worry. He covered her body with his own and practically growled. His lips covered hers, tongue invading her mouth like a conquering army. She lost herself, his hands, his mouth, oh his cock, all working together to make her blood boil.

Draco was quickly losing it. She was so soft and sweet and warm and just fucking perfect. There would be no foreplay this time. He quickly took himself in hand and guided his cock into her welcoming heat. Once inside, he didn’t want to leave. He was going to make this last if it killed him, and it might. He started out slow, worshiping her body, thankful that she accepted him as he was. She wasn’t after his money or prestige or the reputation he could earn her. She was just as caught up in the moment as he was and that made him have to pause to gain control again.

Hermione couldn’t believe how gentle he was being with her now. He was so forceful earlier, so perfect, and now he acted as if he was afraid to break her. She didn’t like this pace, or at least she told herself she didn’t. It was too much like making love, which they certainly did not have in between them. This was an interlude between two people in an impossible situation so sexually frustrated they couldn’t think straight. This was a mental health break, a really pleasurable one.

If she let herself fall into the moment, she would get hurt. Malfoy made it clear that he’d be forced into a contracted marriage if he stayed in England and would be expected to produce a pureblood heir. They had no future. Since when was she thinking about their future? Bad Hermione. Granted, they’d probably never be enemies again. They’d have fond memories, maybe even a tentative friendship, but that was all. No, this could only be fucking. She flipped them over and sank back down on him, taking control.

Draco was caught completely off guard with Granger’s move, not that he was complaining. He loved it when a woman took control in the bedroom. It was incredibly sexy. However, he had been enjoying the other position. It gave him access to every spot on her body, especially those pouty lips of hers. He decided not to dwell on it and enjoy the moment. His thoughts were dangerously close to tenderness then anyway. Granger’s pace was fast and frantic and it wouldn’t take but a little to set her off. He smirked at her and flicked her clit, sending her over, her tight sleeve squeezing him, threatening to take him with her. He scrambled for something horrible to keep his climax at bay, Filtch in a leather corset, ugh. She collapsed on his chest.

“Oh no, we aren’t done yet Granger,” he growled.

He pushed her to the side, quickly dragging her back to the middle of the bed and flipping her on her stomach. The bed had plenty of pillows and he grabbed a few, stuffing them under her stomach to keep her in the right spot. This gave him a nice view of her swollen pussy, juices dripping freely. He couldn’t help himself. He dove in, licking and nipping on her sensitive lower lips, laving her clit until she screamed and went over again.

Hermione couldn’t breathe. She’d collapsed from her first, well actually, it would be her third orgasm of the night when Malfoy informed her they weren’t done. She was face down on the mattress with her arse in the air before she realized what was going on. He was licking her there and it was amazing. He had a talented tongue and she quickly found herself going over the edge again. She hadn’t come down yet when he plunged back in, deeper than before. He was touching places she’d never imagined she had before, almost bottoming out and causing a delicious ache and a build up again.

Draco was fascinated with her muffled pleading, for what she had no clue. She couldn’t decide if she wanted him to stop or go harder. He decided to make her mind up for her and went harder, faster, taking everything he could get. Merlin knew if they ever got out of here, he’d never get this chance again. She’d probably marry the Weasel and have a dozen annoying red headed children. That thought made his stomach turn. She was too good for that.

Suddenly, he wanted to make sure she never forgot him, make sure no one ever compared to him. He wasn’t sure where these possessive thoughts were coming from but he was in no shape to argue with himself. He swiveled his hips and brought his hand around to toy with her clit. Her pussy tightened like a vice around him again, forcing him to slow down. He was exhausted, the pace making his underfed muscles burn. He brought them down on his side, spooning behind her but never leaving her. He lifted her top leg over his and moved slowly, giving them a chance to breathe.

Hermione was sure she was about to pass out. She vaguely thought that their bath had been pointless because they were both soaking wet with sweat and covered in body fluids. The whole room smelled of sex, not wholly unpleasant. Malfoy was behind her, dropping feather light kisses on her neck and shoulder, slowly rocking into her. His cock scraped her highly sensitive walls in just the right place and she cried out again as pleasure engulfed her. Her muscles were like jelly but apparently Malfoy had more. He pulled out and rolled her on her back, lifting her legs over his shoulders and sinking into her again, making her squeal at the new angle.

Draco knew he couldn’t last much longer. He was disappointed but seeing Granger almost to the point of losing consciousness was satisfying. She was most definitely not faking it. He manipulated her hips to press against his, the new angle squeezing his already aching cock even tighter. This would be their last position for the night. If the room liked their performance in the tub, then it might let them out after this one. He tried not to think about it, thrusting harder into the softly moaning girl in bed with him. Oh, almost there. He could feel the tightening in his groin but he didn’t want to go without feeling her one more time. He reached down and rubbed her already overstimulated clit.

“Come on Granger,” he panted. “One more time. Come with me.”

Hermione felt her whole body go rigid, her tired muscles tightening once again, pulling her taught as a bowstring. Malfoy swiveled his hips and pressed and then thrust and she was gone. She felt incredible, like floating before her vision went black and she dropped off.

“Damn,” Draco panted.

He rolled off of Granger, trying to recover from his intense climax. He was utterly spent as he turned to the side to check on her. She was unusually quiet. When he realized that she’d passed out, he laughed. He’d never made a girl do that before. He sobered. Maybe now she wouldn’t forget him. He cleaned them up and drew her into his side, snuggling into the warm bed to get comfortable.

Racing thoughts kept him from joining her in sleep. Now what? He knew what though. He might have been free from a tyrant, but he was still trapped. His father had been pressuring him to choose a girl already. Lucius would have heart failure if Draco requested Granger. She was so different than he’d thought she was. Sure, she was bossy and snarky and completely annoying…but he was starting to like her for it. She was different.

The door to the room clicked open and he froze. This was his chance. He could get out of here and get on with his life. He looked over toward Granger and sighed. She looked so peaceful, so lovely lying there. She didn’t have that haggard look she always wore when she didn’t think he was looking. He’d become quite familiar with her frequent nightmares and realized that she hadn’t so much as shifted in a while. No, he’d let her sleep. They could have this one night together, their last night.

Tomorrow they would go back to their old lives…but he wasn’t so sure he wanted to.

AN: I realize this chapter is pure smut, but it pleases me. You wouldn't believe the day I had today. I needed this, if no one else did. :) As always, thanks to everyone who reviewed. They made my horrible day that much more pleasant. Keep them coming and let me know how I'm doing. Until next time...Love you guys!
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